allonlinenovel Chapter 1020 The Nightmare Has Arrived!
Chapter 1020 The Nightmare Has Arrived!
Hasegawa's team continued to monitor Xu Tian and Shen Suqiu for some time, but it was like trying to fill a basket with water; they gained nothing.
They were unable to find any conclusive evidence linking them to the bombing, nor were they able to discover any direct connection between them and any known anti-Japanese organizations.
As time passed day by day, Hase's anxiety grew with each passing day. He was afraid that he would not be able to explain himself to the deep-thinking Kagesa Yoshiaki, and even more afraid of losing his trust and status as a result.
Driven by fear and a desire for quick success, he dared to act recklessly and, without receiving explicit instructions from Kagesa Teisho, brazenly ordered a secret arrest!
When Yingzuo Zhenzhao learned of this news, Xu Tian and Shen Suqiu had already been locked in this abandoned warehouse secret room on the edge of the French Concession.
When the news arrived, Kagesa broke out in a cold sweat!
The arrest is simple, but what should be done afterward?
These two, especially Shen Suqiu whose identity and background are shrouded in mystery, are like a hot potato.
She is involved with Nanzo Yunko, the complex Tianjin Special Higher Police, and may even be involved with the prestigious and mysterious military police system!
If word gets out and Nanzo Yunko or the military police find out that it was his "Kagesa Agency" that arrested someone, what kind of severe questioning and immense pressure will he face?
Will his painstakingly built and still unstable "Kagesa Agency" be shut down by his superiors, causing all his ambitions and schemes to vanish in an instant?
It’s hard to get off the tiger!
This is the most realistic situation that Yingzuo Zhenzhao is in right now.
The person has already been arrested. If we release him easily without finding anything of value, it will not only alert the enemy but also make Yingzuo Zhenzhao appear utterly incompetent.
But if torture resulted in death, especially if Shen Suqiu truly had some unexpected special background... the consequences were simply unimaginable!
Therefore, his seemingly forceful and sharp interrogation at this moment was actually a facade, and he was filled with unspeakable anxiety.
He had to race against time to extract enough information from these two people to serve as "ironclad evidence."
Only in this way could he decide whether to "incorporate" and utilize them, or to "secretly dispose of" them to prevent future troubles and ensure that no one could testify against them.
He could only hope to get away with a convincing "confession" and "results" and minimize the negative impact of his subordinates' foolish and reckless actions.
This strategic passivity and inner frustration were all transformed into his aggressive and impatient attitude during the interrogation.
He desperately needed a breakthrough, and Shen Suqiu, whose psychological defenses seemed weaker and whose background was more mysterious, undoubtedly became his primary target for concentrated attacks.
Inside the sealed room, the atmosphere was as tense as a fully drawn bowstring, the air seemed to have frozen into ice, and every breath was accompanied by a cold, stinging sensation.
Yingzuo Zhenzhao's questions were like poisoned, cold daggers hanging over Xu Tian and Shen Suqiu's heads, ready to fall at any moment.
He himself stood on the edge of a precipice, with a bottomless pit dug by the stupidity of his subordinates and his own inflated ambition.
Just as Lieutenant Colonel Kageyama Yoshiaki was steeling himself and deciding to use more "effective" methods on Shen Suqiu to pry open her mouth and reverse the current passive situation that was suffocating him.
He had even slightly raised his hand, his fingertips gathering a cold resolve, ready to signal the agents in the corner to bring out the gleaming torture instruments that had been prepared beforehand.
The muscles on his face twitched slightly from extreme anxiety and a hint of fear that he himself was unwilling to admit, and deep in his eyes was the desperate gamble of a gambler who had lost everything.
Just as his fingertips were about to touch down.
"Clang... Bang!!!"
A deafening roar, as if it could tear eardrums apart, suddenly exploded!
That was the terrifying sound of metal door hinges twisting, deforming, breaking, and collapsing, like a thunderclap from a clear sky, shattering the illusion of the dead silence of the secret room, and also smashing all of Yingzuo Zhenzhao's plans!
The heavy, rusty iron door of the warehouse was suddenly smashed open from the outside with an enormous and extremely brute force!
The twisted door panel, like a torn piece of paper, sprang inward and slammed heavily against the mottled wall with a dull thud. The sound seemed to shake the entire warehouse, and dust accumulated on the walls and beams fell in a flurry, swirling wildly in the dim light.
At the entrance, shadowy figures, backlit yet exuding a chilling aura, stood in rows.
The leader was dressed in a crisp Japanese military officer's woolen overcoat, with the collar insignia on his shoulder indicating his rank of lieutenant. What was particularly striking was the white armband on his arm with a bright red and eye-catching character "宪" (Xian), which looked like blood in the dim light, exuding an unquestionable authority and a chilling aura!
The newcomer was not particularly tall, but his face was as gloomy as the sea before a storm. His long, narrow eyes gleamed with a cold, sharp light like a hawk's in the dim light, slowly scanning the room before finally settling on Kagesa Tsuneaki's face, which froze instantly.
What made Kagesa Tadaaki even more terrified and his heart almost stop was...
He recognized the man! This was a key figure in the Tianjin Military Police Command! An old acquaintance!
Chief of the Intelligence Section, Yudai Itai!
That night at the Harbin Military Police headquarters, kneeling on the ground, looking at a group of high-and-mighty young noblemen, my most humiliating moments flashed wildly through my mind.
The worst fears have come true—the nightmare has arrived!
. . . . . . . . .
Yudai Itai is not alone.
Half a step behind him followed Aoki Takeshige, the head of the Shanghai Special Higher Police, whose face was calm and expressionless, but whose eyes held an indescribable, almost playful glint, and Watanabe, Aoki's inseparable confidant.
Behind them were a dozen or so Japanese military police officers, armed to the teeth, their bayonets gleaming with a chilling light.
They were like cold killing machines, the muzzles of their rifles slightly lowered, and an invisible, chilling aura instantly engulfed the entire secret room like a tidal wave, causing the temperature to plummet.
Behind this group of menacing figures, Kagesa Yoshiaki saw in horror his own "Kagesa Agency" outer subordinates.
They were all like wilted eggplants, dejected and terrified, being led in by the military police with gleaming bayonets pointed at them, staggering and in a sorry state.
Clearly, the sentry posts he had set up on the perimeter, which he thought were very secure, were utterly vulnerable in the face of the true imperial machine of violence.
This sudden and absolutely forceful intrusion stunned everyone inside the warehouse!
The four agents of the Shadow Agency, who had been standing solemnly in the corner, instinctively reached for their weapons. But when their eyes met the cold gazes of the military police, the bright red armbands with the character "宪" (military) on them, and the rows of gun barrels poised to fire, all their movements froze instantly. Their faces drained of color, as if they had been doused with ice water. They stood frozen in place, their breaths almost stopping.
Xu Tian, who was kneeling on the ground, suddenly raised his head, and for the first time, his usually calm and unwavering eyes flashed with extreme shock and disbelief.
But this outward expression of emotion lasted only a moment before he forcibly suppressed it, quickly lowering his head to hide all the turmoil behind his falling strands of hair.
But the sudden tension in his back and the slight trembling of his fingers betrayed the intense turmoil he was experiencing inside.